..March 1st, 2016...3:58 PM...

...Miami, Florida...Warehouse hangar...

"Are you kidding?" Shatner asks, closing the car door. "I never met someone who sounded exactly like myself when I was a young man."

Patrick had a friend high up trace the call through his agent. The call was traced to a abandoned warehouse hangar that recently had been used in the past month with little activity. Patrick gets out of the car noticing one massive Semi-Truck parked in front of the human sized door leading inside. Patrick had only invited William Shatner to come along because he wanted someone with sense to be there.

"That is rather fortunate," Patrick said.

The two walk over towards the open hangar.

"When was the first call?" Shatner asks.

"Two months ago," Patrick said.

"Time in between calls is unheard of," Shatner said. "One time I got called by 'me' who apparently claimed to be Kirk. I thought it was a teenager so I deferred him to someone else who can help him."

Patrick can tell there is more to the story just by the look in Shatner's eyes.

"And?" Patrick asks.

"Ten years later I got a message from 'me' that was basically a thank you letter," Shatner said, with a small laugh. "I thought at the time it was the fans at it again trying to bring me back to those conventions so I stored it away and never taken another look at it."

T'Fella steps out of the darkness holding a Romulan Disruptor.

"Stop right there," T'Fella said.

Shatner and Patrick stop.

"Are you real?" Shatner asks.

"My name is T'Fella," T'Fella said. "Of Romulas."

"You don't sound like the man I spoke to," Patrick said.

"Maybe he is a voice actor," Shatner suggests.

"I do not act for fun," T'Fella said, grimly.

"That is because he is not an actor," Data said, stepping out. "Fella, lower your disruptor."

Patrick stares at Data in shock as did Shatner.

"How did they find us?" T'Fella asks.

"Data, the machine is ready," La Forge's voice came from the inside.

"My fault, partially," Data said. "Now please, lower your disruptor."

T'Fella lowers his disruptor.

"Thank you," Data said, snatching the disruptor. "I told you not to use this when there are humans around."

"How...How..." Patrick said, in shock. "Cosplayer?"

"No," Data said. "I am a Android. I cannot cosplay but I can roleplay in given situations aboard the holodeck."

"Data, did you hear---" La Forge comes forwards and saw the two. "Oh Data."